Everyone poops. I'm just relieved that Santa and his Reindeer know how to find our house.
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- Alex's buddies
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- The Human Wrecking Ball
- summer please...
- Hi peeps
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- miss thang
- tickle time all the time
- I like your swagger sister
- SHREK 2 with Uncle Trav
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- Caught ya!
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About Me
- kennyk
- Golden, CO, United States
- I'm an epicure, in case you're into enneagrams. I couldn't live without an hour of sunshine each day, I'm afraid of the cotton that is shoved into the tops of vitamin bottles, nails on a chalk board don't bother me though. I love the ocean, but I get sea sick on a boogie board.
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